Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 22: You're Burning

This is Shao Xuan's first ascent to the mountains.

The higher the status of the tribe, the higher the place of residence.

As Shao Xuan approached the top of the mountain, he felt the children beside him, as well as Ger leading the way ahead and several other fighters, who had long gone unwillingly under the mountain and had become constrained.

Shao Xuan had already gathered a lot of people around the fire pond by the time they arrived. The people near the foot of the mountain stood relatively far from the fire pond, distributed according to the place of residence. The more people lived in the mountain, the closer they now stood to the fire pond.

Good thing you're far away, but the ground is too high to stand up and barely see the fire pond.

What is the total number of tribes?

I didn't know before, but now Shao Xuan probably has an estimate in mind.

Everyone in today's ritual tribe must be present, whether you are sick in bed or have leg or foot problems. Shao Xuan roughly estimated that the number was not less than 1,000 people and should be around 1,500.

More than a thousand people don't really look like much to Shao Xuan, but after coming to this tribe, Shao Xuan first saw so many people, it was still very lively.

There is an open space at the top of the mountain, with a circular depression in the centre and a flame swinging in the wind just inside the depression.

Fire pond.

This is the first time Shao Xuan has seen the fire pond of this tribe. Very different from what I imagined.

Shao Xuan once wondered why the tribe's fire pond was at the top of the mountain, which is the coldest part of the whole mountain. Besides, the tribe already has a more mature lighter, why do they still keep the fire pond? Everyone always speaks of fire ponds with unwavering piety in their eyes at the top of the mountain.

Listen to the tribe people say that the fire pond has to do with the rise and fall of the tribe. Shao Xuan had never learned from anyone how to relate, but now he could only look for answers with his own eyes.

The hilltop is huge enough to stand on the lower tribe owners.

The middle recess has a radius of four or five meters, but the little flame that burns in the center of the recess is like a normal candlelight, not bright, and feels like the wind will blow out as soon as it blows. Moreover, in the fire pond, Shao Xuan did not see any firewood or anything else that could burn, nor did he see any fuelling objects under the flame.

There's a fire that lives in a fire pond.

There is also a round of wood piles surrounding the fire pond. The piles are tall and thick for one person. Each pile is topped with a stone basin, and the basin is filled with fresh meat, fruits, bird eggs and other items. It should be a sacrificial tribute.

People also stood next to the stakes and listened to the discussion around them. Shao Xuan knew that those people were the most capable hunters in every hunting team, some of them young people, some of them nearly middle-aged, totalling 50 people.

Those people also have the same pattern on their faces as Ger. The difference is that the color of the pattern on those people's faces is not just a single black, but also more white and red, and they dress more "solemnly". One of them has a big antler on his head, which is much bigger than the others Shao Xuan walked down the road and saw wearing. Almost all of them were covered in antlers.

Apart from the warrior wearing a huge antler, a few others did not make much effort. Shao Xuan thought that what he saw on his way up the mountain would be exaggerated enough. I didn't think there was anything more exaggerated here.

Suddenly, the discussion around him was quiet and Shao Xuan looked at the past.

It was the chiefs and witches who came, where they passed by, and the crowd moved away automatically, especially with respect.

The chief also wears a thick horn on his head, while the witch lightly wears a formation, nothing exaggerated, but a cane with some rickets on his back and a gray-skinned cape.

This is the second time Shao Xuan has seen a witch, and it doesn't feel much different from when he raised Caesar last year.

Behind the chief and the witch are the people who care most about this ceremony.

Nearly eighty children, ranging in age from ten to fourteen, followed closely by the chief and the witch, came to the fire pond and stood one by one.

Shaw Xuan saw four people in the cave, including Moore.

When I was in the cave, the kids were so grumpy, now they're quiet like good babies, their hair is well combed, and they're knitted with some bone trims. Ever since Shao Xuan knew them, he has never seen these people so neat.

“There are so many kids this year.” Someone in the neighborhood whispered.

“Yeah, 30 or 40 last year, double this year. ”

“It's a good sign that with so much fresh blood, our tribe is stronger. ”

“ …… ”

The people around them were talking, and the children next to Shao Xuan were whispering and envious, thinking about where they could stand by the fire pond whenever they wanted.

After a while, the ceremony is ready and the ceremony begins.

The chief is O. He's a very strong man. He hears the top three powerful tribes.

O. first said a few words about last year's harvest, and then looked ahead to the future to inspire morale. In the previous life, Shao Xuan listened to such words a lot. He didn't feel much. However, some people next to him were excited like anything. After speaking to the chief, he shouted his arms twice, and a bunch of kids yelled red with their little faces.

After the chief has spoken, the next thing is about witches. The ritual, Ben, is predominantly witches.

Nearly eighty children stood by the fire pond, closer to it than the warriors who had previously stood by the stakes.

The witch took a cane, clad her back, fought to the edge of the fire pond, opened her arms and began singing.

The scene suddenly became nervous from the excitement, everyone kept their mouths shut, even breathing carefully, afraid to influence the singing over there.

What Shao Xuan doesn't understand, doesn't seem to be the language the tribe usually speaks, and the tone is weird.

But weirder still.

As the witch sang, the flame in the middle of the pond jumped, rolled over, in the absence of any combustion aid object, the bigger the flame, spreading to the surrounding area, the higher the flame body, until it spread to the edge of the pond, covering the entire recessed flame pond, the flame body also jumped to three meters high, at the top of the flame, gradually appeared a graphic composed of flames, becoming clearer, the flame formed a bottom end connected, bent in the same direction, one inner and outer corners, surrounded by flashing flames near the two corners.

That's the Tribal Double Totem!

Fire pond sanchong, first chong - chong tao!

Totem, totem!

Not only is there a totem on the other side of the pond, but even the totem marks on all the warriors present follow.

Everyone stared in the direction of the fire pond with pious eyes.

The sky has completely dimmed and two bends of the moon appear on both ends of the night sky. But at this point, because of the flames that swept through the pond, the surroundings were bright and covered in red.

Instead of stopping, the witch sang higher and higher, followed by a drum joining with a specific rhythm, including the sound of bone banging and stone striking.

Someone patted the drum, the drum sounded high and low, but it was different from some drums Shao Xuan had heard in his previous life.

Knock bones, hit stones, clap drums.

The men and women who stood next to the stakes also moved, joined in, sang with the witches, one after the other, at a certain distance from each other, surrounded by a circle around the fire pond, swinging their hands and feet to beat.

It's an ancient dance that's been around since the beginning of the tribe.

Shao Xuan recalled the words of the archaeological classmate, “Many tribes have their own ancient dances and are an important part of the ritual of sacrifice of each tribe. It carries the unique rituals of tribal sacrifice in the environment of that particular era and conveys the worship of the ancestors by the tribes. This kind of dance is not something that anyone can learn and dance with, but according to the ancient traditions of the tribe. ”

And now, none of those who are dancing around the fire pond are the elites of the tribe, but also those who are recognized by the tribe as eligible to dance ancient at sacrificial ceremonies.

Although those moves seem ridiculous to Shao Xuan, such an honor is indeed what everyone in the tribe wants. While in the cave, Shao Xuan listened to the little ones fantasizing that one day they would become one of the ancient dancers at the sacrificial ceremony.

The playing sounds strange, the individual sounds either harsh or dull, but these syllables together are perfect for the scene at this time, making people feel like this should be the case, this should be the case in this place at this time.

However, Shao Xuan is more concerned with the children standing by the fire pond than with ancient dances and distinctive sounds.

As the chosen warriors danced around the pond, the flames in the pond swept higher, and many flames flew out of it.

Yes, fly out.

A spark, a flame, flew straight out of the pond, flying out in the air.

Fire Pond # 2 - Fly!

And none of the children closest to the fire pond avoided, and still stood there respectfully, letting the flames fly to their bodies.

Shao Xuan glanced over there. After the flames flew onto the children, they did not burn them. They did not even burn their clothes, as if they had melted directly into their bodies.

More and more flames have been incorporated, and the change that follows is that some children have gradually developed the distinctive tattoos of Totem Warriors, and such tattoos have become clearer and more complete as more flames are touched.

The boiling flames not only touched the chosen children surrounded by the fire pond, but also spread a lot towards the edge of the gathering area, where Shao Xuan sat a lot of flames came.

Looking at the nearer and nearer flames, Shao Xuan reflexively tried to escape, but he still calmed himself down. Since no one else moved, it should not be as harmful as he thought.

Indeed, after the flame contact, Shao Xuan felt only a very comfortable warmth, but not a burning sensation.

Shao Xuan was relieved and stared at the fire pond, ignoring the more and more flames flying by. Those children by the fire pond, the luckiest of the year, will gain power from the sparks of the fire pond and awaken the power of totem. I wonder if Moore, the three children who came out of the hole and half of the people in the hole, could wake up successfully.

Watching, the slaughtered voice standing next to Shao Xuan hurriedly called his name.

“Ah… Ah Xuan! Xuan!”

“What?” Shao Xuan turned back to God and looked away from the fire pond, but found all the children around him looking at themselves like ghosts.

“What's the matter?” Shao Xuan was confused. I just saw too much, didn't pay attention to the surroundings.

Several of the children next to him hurried away and still looked at Shao Xuan with horror.

”He swallowed his throat and spit." You... you're in... "

“What are you wearing?" Shao Xuan was confused. What did he say? What am I wearing?

“You... burned...”